I understand this is not unusual in people with dementia but he insists we leave and says he has to find someone to “fix” me since I am obviously the one with a problem. He is sure we have to leave and I am not able to redirect him. I don’t know what to do and he stays angry every night.
great name by the way.
I’m glad the ice cream worked for you. My husband is watching his fat intake. So I can’t lure him with food. What a joke!
You say your husband falls a lot. So does mine. He has PD and the drug he takes lowers his blood pressure. It’s hard to go anywhere cuz I never know when he’s going down.
And because of his dementia, he doesn’t tell me he’s feeling light headed.
I do try to see the funny side of all this, but lately it’s been getting me down. I hate repeating myself constantly, as he never hears the words correctly..ie: “ do you want to go?” He hears,” is it going to snow?” Over & over, all day. It’s maddening.
Or you can say that you've been invited to stay there for the night, and will be returning home tomorrow. You could add that you've agreed to help a friend by staying there that night.
My husband gets into the garage to “work” on things. He grabs an assortment of tools, brings them in and gets so mad at me when I calmly tell him nothing needs fixing.
I hear you about redirecting. Mine won’t be redirected. I’m hoping he will get out of this phase soon. It’s a drag. Hoping the same for you.
wait for help to arrive. I spoke with 911 before he hung up so luckily they were not going to show up. By the time we finished our ice cream I explained that 911 said to go to bed and they would come tomorrow to check on me. Thank goodness today he seems to be focusing on the imaginary men working on our house. Now I’m trying to keep him in the house and not go outside looking for men who are not there. He falls almost daily so I don’t like him out of my sight, but also don’t want to follow him all over the yard in case he falls outside. One thing about the sadness of this disease is that it is never boring and many times I just have to laugh and decide its entertainment for my soul. I just hope he isn’t aware of how sad his life is now compared to the fulfilling one he had. I wish you the best. I know we both would like for things to get better, but know that is pretty unlikely. I know I pray for quick relief for both of us, but also don’t want the end either.
Meds are usually given to help with this. Is he being followed by a geriatric specialist or psychiatrist?
Please reach out to his physicians for help. ((((Hugs)))))))